The Huckold Married??
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Raffan entered the house where some of the lights had been turned off, a little dark in some parts but did not make it difficult for him to step towards the middle room which also looks dim because the main light in the room is one that is turned off leaving only the lights on the table the brownish-colored.
The man did bring a spare key so when he came home late or when his wife had locked the door he no longer needed to wait for his wife to open the door for him because he could have been sleeping or working on things the other.
Raffan was about to step directly towards the stairs that lead to the upper floor where his room is, which is, earlier he thought that with the state of the lights that were partly dead he thought his wife had slept because of the weather outside which seemed to require anyone to roll on the bed but in fact the estimate was wrong, his steps stopped when the corner of his eye caught the shadow that the body cupped his head on the armrest of the sofa in the middle room, his steps were about to climb the stairs so turned to ensure his conjecture.
Raffan immediately threw the car keys on the carpet after finding his wife very clearly waiting for him to come home until finally fell asleep on the sofa.
Without much talk let alone waking his wife, Raffan also lifted the small body of a woman with a hood that always covers her long hair when Raffan was not home, maybe afraid of a guest who suddenly comes when there is no husband.
Raffan's breath sounded very heavy when carrying the wife's body up the stairs, not because of objection to the weight of the wife's body, he said, but more because he felt guilty for leaving did not give news even deliberately turning off his cellphone so that his wife could not contact.
Raffan's eyes unceasingly looked at the face of the woman in his carriage, there was a guilt that immediately burst out and filled his heart about what he was doing.
How could he who has become a head of the family, the priest for his wife was even sulking when his wife asked to see a doctor, even though he knew his wife like that because of the demands of the mother.
When Raffan opened the door of the room with some difficulty, Deefa moved her body indicating that she had started to wake up from her sleep waiting for her husband who was not coming home.
"Mas" said Deefa when she opened her eyes and the first time she saw was the face of her husband who was so close.
Deefa looked down as she felt her body lift up, "Deefa fell asleep in the living room yes" Deefa said in a guilty voice.
"I'm sorry I came home late at night, and I'm sorry I didn't tell you, either" Raffan said, lowering his wife's body onto the bed.
Deefa shook her head, "Deefa is wrong, Deefa is too demanding Mas Raffan, Deefa should not be like that Deefa should be aware of the age of Mas Raffan who is still very young certainly still does not want to have children, Deefa just confused the angry mother with Deefa and when Deefa demanded to Mas Raffan precisely Mas Raffan who was angry with Deefa, now you two are certainly angry with Deefa, Deefa should how? or let the mother get angry as long as Mas Raffan is angry with Deefa, Deefa can not see Mas Raffan angry because here Deefa only has Mas Raffan," deefa said with a very soft voice with the urge of tears that began to expand filled her eyes, the twinkle of her eyes can also be seen clearly that the woman was very hurt when her husband was angry with her.
Knowing that soon Deefa will cry Raffan immediately pulled the woman's body and held it so tightly, "tomorrow we go to the doctor, yes, we check that mom doesn't blame you for not giving her a grandchild yet" said Raffan, stroking the wife's back as she shook in her arms.
Deefa wept in the arms of the man who had tried so hard to become an adult for her, weeping because she found a calmness that made her heart more relieved after hearing everything her husband said.
"I love you so much, Deef, don't like it when you're sad let alone the reason you're sad is because of me," said Raffan while occasionally rewarding the top of his wife's head with a kiss of compassion and guilt.
Hearing that made Deefa reply to the greeting of a man who used to not know even she never knew that in this world there is a man named Raffan Alawi who God destiny to be her husband.
Deefa prayed at all times that God would make her and Raffan a soul mate in the world and in the hereafter.
Both are so late in the deck in the midst of increasingly heavy rain and lightning strikes that illuminate the night sky, until the sound of stomach noises interrupts the martyrdom of both.
"Mas Raffan hungry?" Deefa distanced her body raising her face to look at the man who was smiling shyly while nodding.
"Not eaten from college," I Raffan returned the gaze of the wife who saw him with guilt mixed with pity.
"Definitely because of thinking of Deefa's will," guessed Deefa felt regret because what she wanted instead made her husband forget to eat or maybe even so not lust to eat, because what he wanted instead made her husband forget to eat, even though this morning the man only had a little breakfast and must have been very hungry stomach and seems to be now protesting to be given food.
"Next time don't like it anymore, yes, I don't have appetite if you are sad," said Raffan, who was not, not knowing he was flirting or indeed the words came out of his heart because how much he loved the woman who was a little more had made him turn out to be more and even better than the previous one.
Now even he has very rarely raced, before marriage he can race two to three times a week, hanging out home at dawn almost every day makes both parents angry at all times, going to jail was common for him.
But when there was Deefa everything changed, go to jail just one night his body immediately hives to go home and meet and also spoiled with beautiful yellow women Langsat who are now even more beautiful after bearing the status of a wife.
Deefa nodded, "Deefa warm the food first yes, Mas Raffan wait here for a while," said Deefa rushing down from the bed to warm up the food that she had cooked earlier this afternoon.
Deefa walked quickly and was almost seen running towards the kitchen and then began to put the pan on the stove and take the food on the table and heat it.
The woman became very busy in the late night was added again with the roar of lightning and rain that accompanied the busyness.
"Mas," he called to coincide with Raffan coming out of the bathroom with wet hair, possibly the man took a shower first.
Instead of answering Raffan instead threw the shirt he should have worn to the edge of the bed then pulled his wife's body and hugged her so firmly.
"The meal is ready" said Deefa, whose head landed on the husband's breast without a lid.
"Let it go, we can eat later," said Raffan, leaving Deefa confused.
Eat later? mean what? Deefa had to go down the stairs and struggled in the kitchen for tens of minutes to warm up the food so her hungry husband could eat, but when the food was ready and just eat why did her husband even say 'we can eat later' so now what do you want? deefa's inner self became more restless as she felt her husband's hand move and increasingly move indistinctly as if looking for something.
"The rain has not stopped" whispered Raffan implying something he was eager to do.
"But Mas Raffan was hungry" Deefa still thought clearly to let her husband eat before his energy drained.
"The stomach hunger is a little gone, but the bottom hunger that makes me want to make him eat now" said Raffan who made Deefa sink her face deeper into the chest of her field.
"Yuk then, later the rice just ate," Raffan invited with a voice of persuasion that sounded very soft accompanied by a gust of breath that hit the top of Deefa's head.
"Just a minute," Deefa bargained.
"Yes for a minute, who knows, tomorrow will soon be pregnant" said Raffan with a smile and hand movements that increasingly can not be silent.
Deefa nodded her head in assuring her husband's invitation, let the food he had warmed back cold anyway later he could warm it back or they would just eat if it was very hungry, he said, the most important thing now is to fulfill her husband's wishes first because he will get sin if he refuses.
Deefa was also happy to serve her husband well, giving herself up when touch after touch began to feel and the pressure for the sake of insistence had been increasingly squeezing her when their bodies had been well fused together.
Deefa closed her eyes in prayer and hoped that after this her monthly guest who should have come five more days would choose not to come for nine months.
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